[That particular observation is mostly muttered to himself as he trudges inside, closing the door behind him and immediately shucking his wet coat, leaving it by the door. This is what he gets for buying cheap polyester shit.]
I've — I've got a lighter. S'probably too wet.
[He's never really had to start a fire by hand, he'd always just cheat with a subtle miracle, a spark of demonic fire. He remembers the humans doing it with flint, with friction, but it was so long ago.]
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[That particular observation is mostly muttered to himself as he trudges inside, closing the door behind him and immediately shucking his wet coat, leaving it by the door. This is what he gets for buying cheap polyester shit.]
I've — I've got a lighter. S'probably too wet.
[He's never really had to start a fire by hand, he'd always just cheat with a subtle miracle, a spark of demonic fire. He remembers the humans doing it with flint, with friction, but it was so long ago.]